Is free of speech, sings, plays, and dances well; Where virtue is, these are most virtuous. Nor from mine own weak merits will I draw The smallest fear or doubt of her revolt; For she had eyes, and chose me. No, lago, [son Iago. I'm glad of this; for now I shall have reaTo shew the love and duty that I bear you With franker spirit. Receive it from me. Therefore as I'm bound, I speak not yet of proof: Look to your wife, observe her well with Cassio; Wear your eye thus; not jealous, nor secure : I would not have your free and noble nature Out of self-bounty be abused: look to't. appearance of a number of bubbles blown on his body, as alluded to in the same speech. Fig. 103. I know our country disposition well; In Venice they do let heaven see the pranks They dare not shew their husbands; their best conscience Is not to leave't undone, but keep't unknown. Iago. She did deceive her father, marrying you; And when she seemed to shake, and fear your looks, She loved them most. Oth. And so she did. Iago. Go to then; She, that, so young, could give out such a seeming To seal her father's eyes up, close as oak He thought 'twas witchcraft-but I'm much to I humbly do beseech you of your pardon, [blame: For too much loving you. Oth. I'm bound to you for ever. Iago. I see this hath a little dashed your spirits. Oth. Not a jot, not a jot. Iago. Trust me, I fear it has : I hope you will consider what is spoke Comes from my love. But, I do see, you're moved- I am to pray you, not to strain my speech To grosser issues, nor to larger reach, Than to suspicion. Oth. I will not. Iago. Should you do so, my Lord, My speech would fall into such vile success, Which my thoughts aim not at. worthy friend. My Lord, I see you're moved Oth. No, not much moved Cassio's my I do not think but Desdemona's honest. Iago. Long live she so! and long live you to think so! Oth. And yet how Nature erring from itselfIago. Ay, there's the point;-as (to be bold with Not to affect many proposed matches [you,) Of her own clime, complexion, and degree, Her will, recoiling to her better judgment, Oth. Farewel, farewel; If more thou dost perceive, let me know more; This honest creature, doubtless, [Going. Sees and knows more, much more, than he unfolds. Iago. My lord, I would I might entreat your honour To scan this thing no farther; leave it to time: Manet OTHELLO. [Exit. Oth. This fellow's of exceeding honesty, And knows all qualities, with a learned spirit, Of human dealings. If I prove her haggard, Tho' that the jesses were my dear heart-strings, I'd whistle her off, and let her down the wind To prey at fortune. Haply, for I'm black, And have not those soft parts of conversation That chamberers have; or, for I am declined Into the vale of years, yet that's not muchShe's gone, I am abused, and my relief Must be to loath her. Oh the curse of marriage! That we can call these delicate creatures ours, And not their appetites! I had rather be a toad, And live upon the vapour of a dungeon, Than keep a corner in the thing I love, 'Tis destiny unshunnable, like death. If she be false, oh, then Heaven mocks itself; Des. How now, my dear Othello? Des. Why do you speak so faintly? Oth. I have a pain upon my forehead here. again; Let me but bind it hard, within this hour It will be well. Oth. Your napkin is too little; (60) [She drops her handkerchief. Let it alone; come I'll go with you: Des. I am very sorry that you are not well. [Exeunt. (60) Your napkin is too little. Much in the play turns upon this napkin or handkerchief: it may therefore be well to point it out here, as being constituted of the white streaks |